Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 1215 Snake Master’s Vengeful Retribution

Meanwhile, a sinister scene unfolded within the building in the midst of the forest.

Snake Master’s hand, as supple and flexible as a snake, coiled around the Saintess’ neck, drawing her

closer to him. With a wicked grin that exposed his fangs, he taunted, “Lady Saintess, did you ever

imagine that one day you

would fall into my clutches?”

The Saintess struggled, desperately attempting to break free from his serpent-like grip, but her efforts

were in vain.

She was utterly powerless!

“You believed that breaking my limbs would be the end of me, didn’t you? Your Holy Fire organization is

truly heartless and despicable. It sickens me!”

“Bah! What gives you, a traitor, the audacity to utter such words?” Though her face was pale, the

Saintess maintained her haughty demeanor. “You betrayed the Redback Assassins, who asked me to

clean up their mess.

My greatest mistake was not eliminating scum like you earlier! How dare you treat me like this? The

Holy Fire organization will tear you to pieces!”

“Scum? Am I scum?” Snake Master’s eyes turned blood-red, his anger reaching its boiling point. “How

many lives

have I taken for the organization? How much wealth have amassed for them? How much have I

contributed to their cause? And what have they given me in return? Nothing! Absolutely nothing!” he

exclaimed. “They treated me like a dog, a mere tool for killing! One mistake, and they wanted my life!

So, I was just a tool that could be discarded at any moment for the sake of the organization’s interests?

A tool that could be abandoned? A killing tool! After giving so much to its master, can’t it make a single

mistake? I won’t accept it! I resent it! I hate it!!” His

grip on the Saintess’ neck tightened as he spoke, his agitation evident.

The Saintess’ face grew even paler, but her eyes remained defiant, showing no fear or plea for mercy.

“Killing you like this would be too merciful!” Snake Master had no intention of allowing this woman to

die easily. Recalling the torture he had endured within the organization and the pain of having his legs

severed by her, he decided to inflict tenfold suffering upon her.

In the next moment, snakes of various sizes and colors began to slither up the Saintess’ body.

“Hehe! These snakes are all venomous, each with its own unique effect. They will make you

experience every kind of pain imaginable before allowing you to die slowly! This is the punishment for

the countless lives ruined and

taken by your Holy Fire organization! You, the figurehead Saintess, will be the first to bear the brunt!”

Snake Master’s eyes gleamed with cruelty. His hatred for the Saintess extended beyond the fact that

she had crippled

him. He despised the Redback Assassins, but he loathed the Holy Fire organization even more for

selling him and

his sister to the Redback Assassins!

Nf it weren’t for the Holy Fire organization, he could have lived as a normal person, not a grotesque

creature that

was neither human nor snake. He was a monster, a homeless dog. Only by protecting his sister and

eliminating his enemies could he find a reason to live!

“Ah…” Finally, the Saintess let out a moan of pain.

A snake sank its fangs into her calf, causing purple blood to ooze out.

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tool! After giving so much to its master, can’t it make a single mistake? I won’t accept it! I resent it! I

hate it!!” His grip on the Saintess’ neck tightened as he spoke, his agitation evident.

The Saintess’ face grew even paler, but her eyes remained defiant, showing no fear or plea for mercy.

“Killing you like this would be too merciful!” Snake Master had no intention of allowing this woman to

die easily. Recalling the torture he had endured within the organization and the pain of having his legs

severed by her, he

decided to inflict tenfold suffering upon her.

In the next moment, snakes of various sizes and colors began to slither up the Saintess’ body.

*Hehe! These snakes are all venomous, each with its own unique effect. They will make you

experience every kind of pain imaginable before allowing you to die slowly! This is the punishment for

the countless lives ruined and taken by your Holy Fire organization! You, the figurehead Saintess, will

be the first to bear the brunt!” Snake Master’s eyes gleamed with cruelty.. His hatred for the Saintess

extended beyond the fact that she had crippled him. He despised the Redback Assassins, but he

loathed the Holy Fire organization even more for selling him and

his sister to the Redback Assassins!

If it weren’t for the Holy Fire organization, he could have lived as a normal person, not a grotesque

creature that was neither human nor snake. He was a monster, a homeless dog. Only by protecting his

sister and eliminating his

enemies could he find a reason to live!

“Ah…” Finally, the Saintess let out a moan of pain.

A snake sank its fangs into her calf, causing purple blood to ooze out.

A red snake bit into her thigh, then her buttocks, waist, chest, shoulders…

Her non-vital areas were bitten one after another.

A myriad of agonizing sensations flooded the Saintess’ mind, making her, the once haughty Saintess,

yearn for

death!

“Haha! Does it hurt? Are you enjoying it? Now you know what it feels like to be tortured, to long for

death!” Snake Master reveled in the thrill of tormenting his enemy. However, he found it somewhat dull

that the Saintess did not scream or beg for mercy. Retaining a sliver of his humanity, he decided to

grant her a swift death! “Die!”

Just as he was about to strangle the Saintess, a strong sense of danger suddenly surged from behind.

Snake Master quickly morphed into a snake and swiftly slithered away on the ground. To his dismay, it

was an unsightly man who had taken the chance to save the Saintess!

“D*mn it!” When Blake saw the Saintess, who was once beautiful, being tormented by Snake Master,

he instantly lost interest and couldn’t help but curse, “You d*mned monster! Have you destroyed such a

breathtaking beauty? D*mn it, all my efforts tonight were wasted!”

Emmanuel had not been defeated, and the Heart of the Sun still eluded him.